Did you know I heard you?

To the old man in the corner of the coffee shop whispering when you see me walk by with my bump under my shirt, do you know I can hear you?

To the younger girl (not by much) in the ice cream parlor pointing at my bump looking at me as if I’m fifteen, did you know I saw you?

To the older woman asking me why I’m having a baby “so young,” did you think before you spoke?

Did you take a moment to think of how beautiful a pregnant woman truly is? She is carrying life inside of her. She is literally growing a miracle. Her body is changing drastically every day. Her life is forever changed.

Did you take into consideration the trials she may have encountered just to have that bump under her shirt? Maybe she has previously lost a baby before it was able to come into the world. Maybe she has cried countless tears. Maybe she has spent all her money on medical help to conceive.

Maybe she’s been praying for years, months, days, or perhaps she was unexpectedly blessed. Did you take into consideration that maybe she’s riding out this pregnancy alone? Perhaps her significant other abandoned her or even her family. The ridicule she may already have felt was once again stinging her heart when she heard your comment as she walked by.

Sir, when you whispered, “do you think she meant to get pregnant?” I wanted to turn around and scream at you. I wanted to say, “how dare you? Do you know how badly I’ve been wanting this baby? Do you know how much heartache I’ve felt? Do you know how much joy I feel every time he moves?” I wanted to tell you that I’m married, a college graduate, a working citizen, in my twenties, etc. But then I realized it was really none of your business. I shouldn’t have to explain to you that I am fully capable of having this child. I shouldn’t have to remind you how special it is to have life within.

Instead, I turned around and walked out of the room. I was angered, yes. But I just rubbed my little bump, felt my son do a little squirm, and I thanked the Lord above that I was pregnant and that I was lucky enough to be his mom. And I knew that the Lord had fulfilled His promise to me.

Sir, ma’am, young woman.. when you whisper, point, and question the belly you see under my clothing.. Don’t be alarmed when I just smile. Because I know that this pregnancy is not a mistake. My son is not an accident. Just like you yourself was not an accident. We are all on this earth for a reason and we are all miracles.

“Blessed is she who has believed that the Lord would fulfill his promises to her!” Luke 1:45

Also, I don’t think it’s an accident that this verse means so much to me and that I’m also naming my son, Luke 💙

Xoxo, Bryce

2 thoughts on “Did you know I heard you?

  1. Bleck, how ugly of them. I’m not sure if people truly realize the impact of their words, whispered or not. Luckily, this applies to not only negative, but the positive! For every hushed judgement or stink eye, I’ll be there are at least a few tiny smiles and little “good for her!” cheers you might have missed ❤ ❤ ❤I’m so excited for your little family!

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